Ye Fei slowly rose to his feet and walked over to Ye Mei.
Ye Mei didn't dare to look into Ye Fei's eyes, so she simply closed hers.
Ye Fei, with his head lowered, surveyed Ye Mei's figure before slowly extending his hands to grab the waistband of her pants.
At this moment, Ye Mei was tense to the utmost degree.
She had mustered the courage to come to Ye Fei's room, but the impending event was still something she found difficult to confront.
However, just when she was in a state of panic, Ye Fei suddenly pulled her pants back up for her.
"What are you doing taking off your clothes in my room for no reason?"
Ye Mei, still confused with her eyes closed, was taken aback when she heard what Ye Fei said and felt utterly disconcerted.
She opened her eyes, asking in astonishment, "What do you mean?"
"What kind of person do you take me for, a thug?"
Ye Fei snorted discontentedly and then let go of her.
